I slowly wake up but when I open my eyes, I'm surrounded by darkness and I can tell we're in a vehicle. I'm in the back of a panel van, so there are no windows to let in the light. I make a move to sit up and as I do, I can hear the gangling of chains. It's then I feel cuffs lined with a soft fabric, so as not to leave marks around my wrists.
This is what I was afraid of, being a true prisoner. I have no doubt in my mind that the van is transporting me to the Northern pack and I have a hard time caring. The fight has left me. Being so close to Killian and not being able to touch him has drained me. Escaping the Northern pack would be a significantly harder feat and I don't think I'll be able to muster the courage or will to attempt it.
It's silent except for the sound of tires on the gr
